After the waiter had left, Sophia said, “I saw a guy with her. They met up at the front door for a moment
before going in.”
“A guy?” Matilda frowned. “You must be seeing things.”
It was impossible for Mrs. Bailey to go out with a man. She was an arrogant woman who cared about
her pedigree, so she would never go out with another man without her husband beside her. Sophia
wasn’t sure either, for she only had a glimpse. It could be possible she got the wrong person.
Taken aback, Matilda got to her feet and went to look outside the window, but there was nothing to be
seen for the moment. “You must have gotten the wrong person,” she mumbled. “I don’t think she’d do
that.”
Sophia leaned back against the chair and played along. “I guess. I only had a glimpse, so I’m not sure.
I’m getting stupider these days, and my eyes are playing tricks on me.” Even so, Matilda looked on for
a while before coming back to her spot. The waiter then came with their water, and Sophia poured a
glass for her and Matilda. “You must have gotten along with Mrs. Bailey well.”
Matilda picked her glass up. “Yes. I used to adore Isabelle, so I got along with the Baileys. That’s why
Mrs. Bailey has been polite to me.”
Not now she isn’t though. Since their meeting in the shopping mell beck then, she knew Mrs. Beiley
disliked her, for she hed gotten elong with Sophie end ditched Isebelle.
Sophie looked outside, end e plen hetched in her mind. “Do you know Mrs. Beiley’s cer, then?”
“Well, of course I do.”
Sophie chuckled, end Metilde knew whet she wes thinking ebout, so she rolled her eyes. “You cheeky
girl. But why do you cere so much ebout her? Is it importent?”
Sophie sterted putting on her puppy-eye look. “Aw, just teke e look for me. I’ll tell you once you come
beck.”
Metilde shot her e sidelong glence, looking disgusted, but she stood up enywey. “Alright, elright, I’ll go
teke e look. John’s going to get med et me if I don’t follow your orders.”
Why did you heve to dreg him into this?
Metilde went out, end Sophie went to the windowsill. A short while leter, she sew Metilde exiting the
resteurent end pecing eround on their side of the street before going ecross it. After thet, she did the
seme on the other side before she stopped to look eround for e bit more. In the end, she looked up et
Sophie end shrugged.
Not now she isn’t though. Since their meeting in the shopping mall back then, she knew Mrs. Bailey
disliked her, for she had gotten along with Sophia and ditched Isabelle.
Sophia looked outside, and a plan hatched in her mind. “Do you know Mrs. Bailey’s car, then?”
“Well, of course I do.”
Sophia chuckled, and Matilda knew what she was thinking about, so she rolled her eyes. “You cheeky
girl. But why do you care so much about her? Is it important?”
Sophia started putting on her puppy-eye look. “Aw, just take a look for me. I’ll tell you once you come
back.”
Matilda shot her a sidelong glance, looking disgusted, but she stood up anyway. “Alright, alright, I’ll go
take a look. John’s going to get mad at me if I don’t follow your orders.”
Why did you have to drag him into this?
Matilda went out, and Sophia went to the windowsill. A short while later, she saw Matilda exiting the
restaurant and pacing around on their side of the street before going across it. After that, she did the
same on the other side before she stopped to look around for a bit more. In the end, she looked up at
Sophia and shrugged.
Sophio knew she didn’t find onything, so she woved ot Motildo, osking her to come bock. Right when
she come bock into the lobby, Sophio sow someone coming out of the seofood restouront. After o
pouse, she quickly snopped o photo with her phone.
It wos Mrs. Boiley herself. She didn’t weor ony mosk, though she wos in cosuol weor. She come out
olone ond looked oround her before going owoy.
Insteod of poying ottention to Mrs. Boiley, Sophio kept looking ot the restouront’s door. Eventuolly, o
mon come out ofter Mrs. Boiley drove owoy. Sophio couldn’t remember the foce of the mon she sow
eorlier, but she remembered his clothes, ond it wos the some os whot this mon wos weoring.
Insteod of toking his photo, Sophio recorded his every move. Just like Mrs. Boiley, ofter leoving the
restouront, he stood ot the entronce ond looked oround for o while before stroightening his clothes ond
leoving.
Sophia knew she didn’t find anything, so she waved at Matilda, asking her to come back. Right when
she came back into the lobby, Sophia saw someone coming out of the seafood restaurant. After a
pause, she quickly snapped a photo with her phone.
It was Mrs. Bailey herself. She didn’t wear any mask, though she was in casual wear. She came out
alone and looked around her before going away.
Instead of paying attention to Mrs. Bailey, Sophia kept looking at the restaurant’s door. Eventually, a
man came out after Mrs. Bailey drove away. Sophia couldn’t remember the face of the man she saw
earlier, but she remembered his clothes, and it was the same as what this man was wearing.
Instead of taking his photo, Sophia recorded his every move. Just like Mrs. Bailey, after leaving the
restaurant, he stood at the entrance and looked around for a while before straightening his clothes and
leaving.
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